That must have been a blow, and I've seen what women can do to you. I remember the aftermath of Sonia Wentworth. When do I get to meet this girl? Does... she have any single friends?''You don't. At least not yet. I don't want to scare her off.''Cheers mate. I'm not that bad. Am I?'Whittlebury Park Golf Club sat in the grounds of the magnificent Georgian stately home, Whittlebury Hall, to the north-west of Milton Keynes. Matt's Audi didn't look out of place amongst the BMWs, Mercedes, and. ‘Well there are fringe benefits,’ I half laughed. She walked to the door and winked at me. ‘You better get his breakfast ready or you might loose some benefits.’ I finished my toilet and headed for the kitchen. When I arrived with his tray he was sitting up in bed watching Doris and Linda in the bathroom washing each other. I bowed and got his table ready setting it on his lap. ‘Feed me Sandy,’ he said in his high brow mode. I sat down on the edge of the bed and poured milk on his cereal, and. This time her fanny is wet with a sticky fluid and Bertha begs for the caning to stop and for Mellors to fuck her. Her language is common and her demands real.Mellors sees that he is fully aroused and slides in between Berthas legs. Parting the open crotch of Berthas bloomers her notices the red welts of the cane on the white of her bottom, but this excites him more and he stabs at her wet fanny with his manhood. Each thrust in makes Bertha cry as much as she did when he was canning her,. But she lied to herself, and she knew it. It was fear--fear that she wouldn't be strong enough when the time came to make a choice. Fear that maybe, just maybe, she would choose to live in her body as an animal, as a manifestation of lust, as nothing.Quietly she cried herself to sleep.When Manuel came again, was it days or hours, Renee wondered dully? He unleashed them and let them sit up and eat bowls of foul smelling soup and bean tacos.Renee wasn't really hungry. She ate mechanically,.